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forever is to renew
what I already have
every day
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Jun11
Jun9
Un petalo
Sunday Posts are usually dedicated to Italian Poetry, this Sunday is Bilingual.
I kindly invite you to watch this video, for images, sound effects and voice. I’m posting below the text of the poem featured in the video in English and in Italian. If you view it on YouTube you could also request English captions as it runs.
Enjoy it!
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a petal can lead
to an expanse of flowers
of poetry and lightness
surprisingly colored
to an internal suburban world
projecting me with telescopic
vision toward the earth I who
believes to be above it
within not yet under
I who believe and know no more
I who believes evermore that
I’m and nothing else matters
who loves to live an atom
at a time my own explosion
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un petalo può condurre
a una distesa di fiori
di poesie e pensieri lievi
sorprendentemente colorati
a un mondo interno extraurbano
proiettarmi con un binocolo che
guarda verso la terra io che
credevo di esserne sopra
dentro non ancora sotto
io che credevo e non so più
io che credo sempre più che
sono e non importa null’altro
che amo vivere un atomo
alla volta la mia esplosione
Jun4
Early
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early this morning
the sun kissed
the tips of grass
like light
bulbs turned on
one at a time
to brighten the
soggy meadow
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Jun2
Trovar riposo
Sundays are dedicated to Italian Poetry
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alzarsi in volo
al di sopra di tutto
dove le stelle sono
in attesa la notte per
pascolare le nuvole
blu scarmigliate
dove le preghiere
si aggirano prima
di trovar riposo
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Questa poesia fa parte del libro bilingue California Notebooks 03 di prossima pubblicazione.
Yes, on Tuesdays poetry will be in English as always.
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May28
Finding Rest
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to soar up
above all
where stars
wait on the night
to pasture blue
clouds unkempt
where prayers
roam before
finding rest
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This poem is part of the selection for the new collection, soon to be published, California Notebooks 03.
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May21
Behind The Full Moon
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I could just imagine
the stars heaped up
behind the full moon
I could see them
scattered a geography
of the desert sky
some move my eyes
as across a landscape
an imagined horizon
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Anna Mosca dancing in daylight at La Quinta Desert, Coachella Valley, CA
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This poem is part of the published bilingual collection California Notebooks 02. The Italian version of it was just published on this blog last Sunday 19 May 2019.
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May19
Dietro la luna
Sundays are dedicated to Italian Poetry
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posso solo immaginare
le stelle ammucchiate
dietro la luna piena
le posso vedere
sparpagliate la geografia
del cielo nel deserto
i miei occhi si spostano
nel buio come sopra un paesaggio
un orizzonte immaginato
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Anna Mosca dancing in daylight at La Quinta Desert, Coachella Valley, CA
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Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!
Questa poesia fa parte della raccolta California Notebooks 02 .
Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.
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May14
Words
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this desire
that explores the cosmos
by miniatures
by high concentration
embracing
the whole array of words
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May7
Mirror
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there is that voice inside
that opens our eyes to
a secret mirror reflecting
our deepest nature to
our absolute beauty
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Apr30
Life 101 – Faith –
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do flowers and plants
have feelings and if so
have they learned fear
yet or live their life
carefree not hunted
down by anything
but seasons of which
they have no knowledge
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Apr28
Preludio di cielo
Sundays are dedicated to Italian Poetry
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non voglio
lasciare mai più
questo silenzio
questa pace che
ieri mi spaventava
preludio di cielo
come lo ricordo
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Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!
Questa poesia fa parte della raccolta California Notebooks 02 .
Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.
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Apr23
Shining Bright
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it’s an afterward
moving
this of giving poetry
a way
to talk about the beauty
lingering
unseen
sensitivity shining
bright
in our darker days
when we
think there’s little
to be seen
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This poem can be read at page 109 of the published collection California Notebooks 02.
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Apr15
Unpublished – Beauty
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I’m at loss
describing beauty
a godly attribute
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words aligned as pearls
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to become a necklace
and I can’t find
the thread
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Apr9
Sleepy Grass
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pensive hazel eyes
flickering around
the night where
perfumes sail to
the clouds away
from the cracking
tiny sound of bare foot
on sleepy grass
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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02
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Apr2
Random Cloud
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that power within
and from above
I believe I am
fog that endures
with darkness
I think I have
missed the wind
on my sail
a random cloud
fair and heavy
to stay away
from everything
from you from what
I do not count anymore
and I’ve left behind
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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02
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